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Giving Lauren More (M+/F wife, cheat, size, smoking)
by Anonymous Author
***
Wife gets caught cheating by her husband in the worst
way. When after a long time she finally takes him to be,
he can tell that her cunt has been stretched by someone
bigger than he is. But in the end they work it all out
and have an interesting sex life ever after.
***
"It's not that I'm loose, you know. He always says that,
but it's not true!"
"Shhh - quiet down, Lauren. We're not exactly in
private," Andrea said as a few eyebrows were raised in
the small patio caf‚.
"Sorry. It just frustrates me, that's all. Plus, it's
not like I'm a slut or anything, and fucked a ton of
guys before we got married..." Lauren insisted. Seeing
the half smile form on Andrea's lips, she hurriedly
clarified. "Look, maybe I had some fun, but it's no
worse than any guy has done. And I don't think a couple
dozen is that bad by 26, really. It's like three
different guys a year since I was 18. The point is," she
continued, lighting a cigarette, "Nobody 'stretched' me
out."
"Well, you said yourself that you're not happy. I mean,
you told me Mike is pretty average, like what - 6 inches
or so?" Lauren nodded. "Well, I have to tell you, most
women would call that just fine, as long as he knows
what to do with it. I mean, with the different guys
you've been with, you have to know that's pretty
standard equipment down there," rationalized Andrea.
"I know, I know. It's just not enough for me, I guess."
Andrea paused to light a cigarette of her own. "OK
then," she exhaled. "What did the doctor say?"
Lauren looked distraught, as if she was going to burst
into tears. "He said that my vagina is just a bit larger
than normal. But not unusually so. I asked him why I
don't feel really turned on during sex and told him that
Mike thinks I'm too loose. The doctor said that I appear
to be less sensitive vaginally than some women and that
I may just prefer the feeling of something larger than
normal to get real pleasure. He suggested that we see a
sex therapist, and maybe consider including toys in our
lovemaking."
Andrea smiled. "Lauren, that doesn't sound like a bad
idea. Either of them, actually. Look, we don't have
anything else going on for an hour or so. There's a
place I got a vibrator from not far from here. Why don't
we go take a look and see if we can find something to
cheer you up?"
"Andrea, this is Brooklyn. There's probably a sex shop
every 20 feet," Lauren groused. She took a final drag
from her cigarette and extinguished it in the ashtray.
"Fine. I guess we can give it a shot. I can tell you
right now that Mike isn't going to go for the therapist
idea, so maybe this will work better."
*
Most adult toy/bookstores tend to be a little on the
seedy side, and this one was no exception. While not
especially dirty, it was a touch run down, and the neon
tinted lighting and racks of pornography lining the
entrance instantly made the women feel a little tainted.
However, instead of the greasy old man Lauren half
expected to be sitting at the counter, a well-built,
reasonably attractive college age boy was running the
shop.
"Hi ladies," he said in a casual, friendly voice. "Come
on in. Let me know if you need any help finding
anything."
Lauren immediately felt a little better. She leaned over
to Andrea and whispered in her ear, "I thought this
place was going to be icky, with peep show booths and
toothless men!"
Andrea looked at her friend: stylish but slightly
conservative with an Ann Taylor sweater set and 2.5"
heels, medium length chestnut hair pulled into a
ponytail, inconspicuous makeup. Attractive, but a little
uptown. "If I thought it would offend your Upper West
Side sensitivities, I wouldn't have brought you here,"
she teased. Lauren slapped her on the arm playfully.
"Look, just because my husband has a condo there doesn't
mean I've forgotten where I'm from," she retorted. "I
just grew up a little," she said, looking at her outfit.
Still, she had to admit privately that her husband had
been exerting some pressure on her taste in clothing
lately, and she wasn't quite as adventurous as she used
to be. "Let's look around," she suggested to change the
subject.
The ladies made their way through the shop, giggling at
some of the sights. Lauren picked up a leather-and-metal
corset. Holding it up to her body, she called, "Hey
Andrea - what do you think? Is it me?" Andrea shook her
head an emphatic 'no'.
They flipped through the videos and magazines,
commenting on attractive actors and actresses. "Lauren,
what do you think about this one," Andrea teased,
holding up a girl on girl film.
"Um, I don't think so... Would you ever do that?" Lauren
replied.
"Only with you, lover." Andrea winked and blew her a
kiss.
Eventually they made their way to the rear of the store.
The entire back wall was covered in a dazzling array of
vibrators, dildos, butt plugs, and similar implements.
Lauren slowly let her gaze travel across the selection.
"How about this one?" asked Andrea, holding up a pink
vibrator.
"No, I already have a vibrator. I'm thinking something,
well..." Lauren blushed and lowered her voice, "bigger."
Andrea selected another, a 7" jelly dildo and held it
up. Lauren shook her head. Andrea moved up to a 9"
lifelike dong. Again, Lauren indicated no. As Andrea
went to grab the next size up, a thick 11" dildo, she
saw Lauren's gaze fixed on a toy on the bottom shelf.
"No Lauren," she said firmly.
Lauren reached down and picked it up. The dildo was very
big; some might even call it huge. It was around 14"
long, but what intrigued Lauren was the girth. It had to
be about as thick as her forearm, with a head the size
of her fist. She felt a trickle of wetness in her
panties as he held the dildo. It was heavy, and firm,
yet flexible.
"Lauren, are you fucking kidding me?" Andrea gasped.
"That thing is huge! You're going to hurt yourself. No
fucking way," she insisted, taking the dildo.
The college boy cleared his throat softly from a few
feet away. He looked carefully at the dildo and then
Andrea. "I just wanted to check and make sure you're
finding things okay here. The bottom shelf there is
mainly for novelty events, just so you know.
Bachelorette parties, etc..."
Andrea blushed fiercely and put down the dildo. "We'll
have to think about it," she said and grabbed Lauren's
hand, leading her out of the shop. "Look," she said once
they were outside, "I have to get going to work. We'll
find you something, I promise. And get that damned
husband of yours to go talk to someone with you, okay?"
She glanced at the large diamond on Lauren's finger,
more than double the size of her own wedding ring. "It's
not like he can't afford it." She kissed Lauren on the
cheek and walked away, crossing the street and entering
a subway station half a block down.
Lauren stood quietly in the doorway of the shop for a
couple of minutes, thinking. Unconsciously, she went
back into the store. The employee gave her a friendly
smile as she entered. "Back already?" She grinned weakly
and moved into the video section. Browsing for a few
minutes, she found a section that interested her.
The films were all oriented around two or three well
hung guys with one woman. She looked at the box covers
until she found a long one with several different scenes
and picked it up. Then, ignoring the wobble in her
knees, she marched to the back of the store and picked
up the novelty dildo. Once again, she felt her cunt
twitch and moisten just feeling the thick, veined latex
in her hand. She walked up to the register with her
selections.
"I think this will make a great gag gift," the young man
said with a knowing smile. Lauren was relieved that he
didn't embarrass her about it. "You know," he continued
with a serious glance at her figure, "To make the joke
even more realistic, you should probably consider giving
her a good lubricant with this." He added a bottle of
Astroglide Plus to the pile.
"Tell you what, free of charge - I don't think you
should leave without it." He rang up her video next,
feeling himself getting turned on by this sexy woman's
choices. From the looks of it, she was getting ready to
fuck the hell out of herself.
"$78.50 is the total," he told her finally.
Lauren reached into her purse and started to take out a
credit card. Then she thought better of it and pulled
out several twenties. Why let Mike know what she had
been doing, she thought to herself. Suddenly a flush of
wickedness rushed through her. As long as she was being
secretive, she reasoned, she might as well see if she
still had "it". It wasn't like she was coming back here,
and she had seen the growing erection that tented the
young man's pants.
She intentionally touched his hand as she gave him the
cash. "You know that this stuff is for me, don't you?"
she asked softly.
He stumbled a bit trying to count out her change. "Uh, I
don't really ask about that...I guess it's none of my
business..."
"Well," Lauren teased, pulling back her shoulders subtly
to make her chest stand out, "In your professional
experience, is there any advice you'd give me for this
purchase?"
He handed her the change and the bag, staring at the
outline of her breasts stretching the cotton sweater.
"Yeah," he mumbled, "Have fun."
She blew him a kiss and turned away, letting her ass
sway as she walked to the door. Inside, she was laughing
wildly. She may have mellowed since meeting her husband
a couple of years ago, but she could still twist a man
up when she wanted to. She didn't hear his second piece
of advice, whispered under his breath, "And be careful
with that thing."
Lauren looked at her watch: 2:30. Mike would be working
until at least 7:00, so she had plenty of time to
experiment. Yet, she felt rushed and excited, so instead
of taking the subway, she quickly hailed a cab.
*
Lauren was opening the door to her fifth floor
condominium by 3:00 since traffic had been surprisingly
light. One of the nice things about a career-minded,
early-thirties husband in investment banking was that
she had the house to herself quite often, which suited
her fine.
And since neither of them wanted kids, for now at least,
there was nothing to disturb her "experiment". Well,
almost nothing, she noted as she glanced at the
telephone. A quick touch on the control pad muted the
ringer. There, she thought with satisfaction, now
everything is perfect.
She briefly flirted with the idea of a nice bubble bath
with scented candles to set the mood, but realized that
she was too keyed up for that. It would just delay
things and irritate her. She took her plain brown
shopping bag and her purse and moved into the bedroom.
Lauren and Mike had a decent sized bedroom by Manhattan
standards, with room enough for a petite entertainment
center opposite the bed, complete with a flat-screen TV
and a VCR. She ejected the tape that was currently in
the machine - some porno with a lesbian sounding title,
she discovered. Hmm, she thought, Mike's been doing some
of his own watching. She had never really watched two
women together, she realized suddenly; she might just
have to take a look at this tape sometime. But not right
now.
She pushed the new tape from the adult bookstore into
the machine and picked up the remote. Her stylish but
functional 2 1/2" heels clicked on the hard wood floors
as she walked to her side of the bed and laid down on
her back, still carrying the brown sack. She clicked on
the television and took her cigarettes from her purse.
Well, here goes nothing, she thought with sudden
skepticism as she flicked her lighter. Through the plume
of smoke she exhaled, the first images came onscreen.
She quickly fast-forwarded through the previews for a
bunch of 800 numbers until she got to the title screen.
"Girls Who Need More" it was called. That certainly
describes me, she laughed internally, with a bit of
cynicism. Try as she might, she could not recall ever
having had sex with an abnormally well-hung guy, and her
husband was pretty run of the mill at 6", but especially
lately she'd just been feeling...unfilled.
The first scene opened on a blonde with large fake tits
standing in a bar. She was drinking and smoking a
cigarette, and a man approached her. Pretty hunky,
Lauren thought to herself approvingly. They laughed for
a couple of minutes and danced, with his hands roaming
fairly freely considering that they had just met.
Then the man pointed, and the blonde looked over to see
two other guys at a table, one white and one black. He
whispered something in her ear and she nodded. The scene
cut to a motel room where the blonde was on her knees
with her stretch top pulled down around her waist. The
guy who had hit on her was unzipping his pants to reveal
a long, thick cock.
Lauren smiled. That was more like it, she thought to
herself as he stroked himself to a full erection that
had to be in the ten-inch range. She felt a tingle in
her pussy and began unbuttoning her blouse. She touched
her brassiere-covered breasts and continued smoking as
the action heated up on the video.
Soon all three men were naked, and they were all
equipped with very large cocks - the smallest was at
least 9" and disproportionately thick. Lauren put out
her cigarette and reached into her nightstand for a
vibrator. I'd better get warmed up before I try the new
one, she decided.
Watching the blonde being fucked by these studs was
plenty of inspiration, and Lauren quickly grew wet as
she ran the vibrator over her panty-clad mound. She
teased herself for several minutes, letting the
excitement build. Finally, when the blonde lowered
herself onto the longest cock, while sucking the thick
guy and letting the third ass-fuck her, Lauren could
hold back no longer. With a low, throaty moan, she came
to the tingling of the vibrator on her clit.
That felt great, she thought to herself. For a second
she considered trying her new toy another time, but the
anticipation was too strong. She stripped off her
panties and pulled her skirt out of the way. She smoked
another cigarette as a break in order to recover from
her climax, then pulled out the new dildo as a new scene
came on.
The one appeared to be a gang-bang. One guy was telling
four others the "ground rules" about fucking his wife,
and then they all went into a bedroom. He kissed her,
rather tenderly for a porno, and announced that she
would take each of them one at a time, then he would
have her himself. As before, when the men stripped they
all had unusually large cocks. Lauren shivered with
excitement. She ran her hand across the dildo, trying to
get used to the feel of it.
It was almost incredible, she thought. The latex cock
was so big that she couldn't nearly get her hand around
it. She realized that it would actually take two hands
to manipulate it inside of her. If it fit, that is. She
opened the bottle of Astroglide and poured a liberal
amount over the dildo, smearing it around until it was
well distributed. The extra on her hand she spread over
her pussy, although she discovered that her cunt was so
wet already that the blonde hair around it was matted.
Here goes nothing, she told herself. She put the fist-
sized head of the dildo against the cleft of her pussy
lips and pressed. At first, nothing happened. She kept
pushing, slowly increasing the pressure, until she felt
it starting to slip a bit.
At the same time, she felt an enormous spreading,
"Fuck," she groaned softly, biting her lip. She kept
pushing, and now her pussy began to respond. With
surprising swiftness, she felt herself loosen up and
felt the dildo begin traveling down her vaginal canal.
Then, with a twist of her hips, the last barriers
disappeared and her cunt opened to swallow most of the
dildo, leaving only two inches protruding with which to
pull it out.
Lauren left the dildo all the way inserted for long
enough to check the action onscreen. It looked like a
couple of the guys had already fucked the woman, and her
husband was stroking himself in the corner. Another one
finished with a deep groan and slowly withdrew his cock
from her stretched pussy. A rush of come poured from her
gaping cunt as he moved away. Shit, they're all coming
inside of her, Lauren thought in amazement.
Sure enough, a broad wet spot on the sheets was dark
with semen and pussy drippings. The fourth guy
immediately moved in and wiped his thick dick through
her sloppy gash a few times to get it lubricated before
shoving it into her, to the cheers of the others. Lauren
feverishly rubbed her clit to the action onscreen,
clenching her pussy around the dildo to keep it from
sliding out.
She realized that the intensity would get her off
rapidly, so she grasped the end of the dildo with both
hands and started sliding it back out. The sensation was
so powerful that her head swam and she began grunting
animalistically. She felt her climax rushing towards
her, even though she had hardly even begun, so she
started fucking herself with short, rigid strokes. The
dildo, thicker than her wrist, touched every nerve in
her cunt at once and she felt an incredible orgasm wash
over her.
Several minutes later, feeling groggy in the post-
orgasmic comedown, she realized that her pussy had
squeezed the dildo out of her on its own accord and felt
its weight pressing on her crotch. She lifted it up and
looked at it closely.
Jesus Christ, she thought, how did this thing ever go
'up there'? The dildo was just so big that even after
using it once, she was still intimidated by it. But even
more intimidating, even shaming, was how easily it had
gone up her when she pushed a little. It didn't even
hurt. I took it like a ten-dollar hooker...
Suddenly Lauren felt cheap and slutty. She opened a
nightstand drawer and put the dildo in, covering it with
underwear. On second thought, she added the gang bang
videotape to the stash as well.
*
"This is Andrea," said the brunette, answering her
ringing cell phone.
"It's Lauren. Listen, I have to talk to you."
"OK, no problem. I don't have a client right now. Hang
on a sec." Andrea caught the attention of the other
stylist and pointed to the phone. Receiving an
understanding nod, she grabbed her purse and slipped out
the front door of the salon where a bench was drenched
in the warm afternoon sunlight. She lit a cigarette and
spoke again into the phone. "OK, I'm all set. What's
going on?"
"I did something crazy. You're not going to believe it."
"I'm all ears, Lauren. What's going on?"
"I went back to that store...you know - that store - and
I got a toy. I used it earlier this afternoon and it was
amazing. I've never felt so good in my life!"
"That's great! What's the big deal then, you sound like
something's wrong?"
Andrea nearly choked as she inhaled from her cigarette
at Lauren's next words. "It was the big one. The big
dildo you told me not to get. I bought it, I fucked
myself with it, and I loved every second of it."
Andrea paused for a few seconds to collect herself.
"Really...no shit?" she said in shock.
"I'm a fucking slut," Lauren said miserably. Andrea
could hear the tears in Lauren's eyes and tried to
reassure her.
"No you're not," she said firmly. "You just went and did
what made you feel good, and there's nothing slutty
about that. And you did say you loved it," she pointed
out. "But...didn't it hurt?"
"No." Lauren bit her lip and continued, "At first there
was this pressure and it was really intense, but then it
just slid right in." She shuddered, remembering the
sensation. "I've never felt so full, so stretched... I
came so hard I just about passed out."
Andrea felt her pussy getting moist. She had a good sex
life with her own husband but had never 'nearly passed
out' from an orgasm, and she felt a twinge of envy.
Half-joking and half-serious, she said, "That sounds
great to me Lauren. I'm off work tomorrow. Maybe I
should come watch you."
Evidently Lauren didn't find the idea so unusual or
funny. "That would make me feel better, Andrea. Then I
wouldn't feel like I was so weird or whatever. Come by
whenever. I'll let you get back to work, I guess." Then
she disconnected, still a little out of sorts.
Andrea looked at her dead cell phone and took a long
drag from her cigarette. Watching Lauren with that
ridiculous toy tomorrow, she thought? Well, why not. She
pretended to herself that she didn't notice the trickle
of vaginal secretion running down her inner thigh.
*
At exactly 7:30, Lauren heard her husband's keys
rattling at the lock of the front door. He was as
predictable as a foreign car, she thought with a mixture
of pride and irritation. Having achieved some measure of
seniority in his job as an investment banker at a major
firm, he actually had the luxury of leaving work after
only a 12-hour workday of 7:00 am to 7:00 pm. She poured
herself a drink as he dropped his briefcase just inside
the door and went to hang up his coat. Some life, she
thought, when twelve-hour, six-day weeks mean you've
made it. She lit a cigarette and called out a hello.
Mike simply grunted as he made his way towards the
bedroom and its adjoining bathroom. No kiss hello, or
small talk. Lauren sighed; it was just the way he was.
A couple of hours later, and after two beers and dinner,
he was in a much more pleasant mood. The couple was
sitting on a plush couch with television reruns idly
occupying their attention. Mike looked over at his sexy
blonde wife. She really was a knockout, he realized.
Always attractive in his eyes, since dressing a little
more fashionably and toning down some of her makeup and
shoes, he found her irresistible. He slid his hand up
her side and cupped her right breast.
"Want to go to the bedroom," he suggested in what he
hoped was a seductive voice.
Lauren hesitated for a moment. Things had been very hit
or miss with them lately, sexually. But she loved her
husband and didn't want to deny him sex, and truth be
told, she was already horny again - although it was more
from thinking about that giant dildo than from thinking
of her husband...
Her mind made up, she leaned back into the plush
cushions of the couch and spread her legs invitingly.
"What's wrong with where we are right now?" she asked
invitingly.
Mike didn't need a written invitation. He lifted one of
her legs over his so that he could pull her close and
started to kiss her deeply. Lauren found herself moaning
into her husband's mouth and pulling his hand between
her legs. While he stroked her through her slacks, she
struggled to quickly undo the hook and tear down the
zipper. After what seemed like an unreasonable delay,
she managed to open her pants enough to press Mike's
fingers into the gap and pierce the folds of her slick
pussy.
Mike was excited and his cock was straining inside of
his boxers. It had been rare lately than Lauren had been
so enthusiastic about sex, and the warm juices
slickening his fingers gave evidence of her arousal.
Probing her delicious pink mouth with his tongue, he
knew that this wasn't going to be a soft and romantic
encounter. It was going to be a rough, aggressive
rutting. He could sense that what his wife really wanted
was to be fucked hard. He spun her over so that she was
kneeling on the cushions with her face resting against
the back of the couch, and then hurriedly dropped his
trousers.
Lauren closed her eyes and waited for the penetration to
come. Her husband rarely took her doggy-style, but it
suited her mood perfectly, and since it usually allowed
a deep penetration, she thought it might actually be
ideal. Soon enough, she felt his hard cock touch her
moist labia and she focused all of her energy and
attention on the two square inches of flesh that would
soon be invaded by her husband's dick.
However, when he pushed forward, he slid right in to his
balls with only the slightest hint of friction. It was
sudden enough that he actually let out a grunt of
surprise. Lauren grimaced and hid her expression in the
soft fabric of the couch. Far from feeling rapturously
good, Mike's cock was much like a hand trying to scratch
an itch on your back, but missing by just a bit. If
anything, her experience that afternoon with the dildo
had awakened her to just how unhappy she was with her
husband's size. She tried to conceal a tear of
frustration that slid from one of her eyes.
Meanwhile, Mike was thrusting about, vainly trying to
find an angle that afforded him some friction and
stimulation. His wife had never had the tightest pussy
that he had fucked, but the past year or so had been
more and more frustrating as she felt looser than ever
around him.
It wasn't like there was no pleasure involved, but he
knew she wasn't enjoying it, and neither was he. In that
realization, the moment was spoiled. Mike went quickly
from disappointment to anger, slipping his deflating
cock from her cunt and failing to notice the pearly
string of cunt juice that stretched between the his tip
and her inner recesses.
"What the fuck, Lauren? I thought you were going to see
a doctor about this?" he yelled angrily.
Lauren whirled, her face a mask of resentment and hurt.
"Me? I did see a doctor. You know, it's not just you who
is unhappy about this. The doctor suggested that we see
a sex therapist and try to work this through."
"I don't need a sex therapist to tell me my wife has a
big, loose cunt!" Mike stormed.
Lauren was stunned. She understood his frustration, but
couldn't he see that the problem was hurting her too?
That it might not just be her problem? Suddenly her
temper flared - she wasn't going to take the whole rap
on this, and she certainly wasn't going to let Mike get
away with what he had said.
"Well maybe if you weren't such a needle-dicked asshole,
you'd know how to fuck me properly. But there are plenty
of other men who can take care of that for you if you're
going to talk to me that way!"
She ran crying into the bedroom and slammed the door
shut, then reopened it to throw a pillow and a suit of
clothes for Mike into the hallway. There was no way he
would be joining her in bed that night...
*
The following day had been a mixture of emotional highs
and lows. At some points, Lauren felt thrilled that she
had finally told Mike how she really felt. Ugly as it
was, the truth was liberating. Her husband was
physically incapable of satisfying her in bed. She had
always imagined otherwise, telling herself that his love
and their good times together made up for the
difference.
At other moments, she was depressed. She and Mike had
been very hurtful to each other the night before, and
even prior to that. Their marriage was in jeopardy and
it didn't seem like he was willing to work on it. Even
if he anatomically could, she told herself with a dark
sarcasm.
Finally, there were those fleeting moments, more
frequent than she would have liked to admit, where her
thoughts fell upon the thick toy hidden under her
panties in a nightstand drawer. There was something
capable of filling her up properly, she thought. And of
course there was the video that she had bought, full of
women being gang-banged, some while their husbands
watched or participated.
She felt her cunt greasing up nicely at the thought of
that. What she wouldn't give right now to see Mike's
expression as she took on three or four guys with nice
thick cocks. Maybe after the third she'd have enough
sympathy to let him climb on and try to fuck her - not
that she'd feel him after all that, but his little dick
swimming around in all that come from the other guys
would turn her on anyway.
The sound of the doorbell chiming broke her reverie and
she jumped. Then she realized it had to be Andrea; after
all, Lauren had invited her over yesterday for a show...
She hurried to the door and let her friend in.
"It's about time," Andrea greeted her. "I was ringing
your doorbell forever. What, did you get impatient and
start already?"
"No," Lauren replied with a blush. "I was
just...thinking about something, that's all."
Andrea breezed past her and headed straight for the
bedroom. "OK, where is it?" she called over her
shoulder. "I need to see this thing and decide if it's
safe for you, in my expert opinion of course." She
pulled a pack of cigarettes from her purse and lit one
as she waited for Lauren to catch up.
Lauren bent to her hiding place, then stopped. "Mike and
I, well, we had a bad fight last night. Really bad." She
gave Andrea a quick rundown, receiving a sympathetic
expression from her friend.
"I told you yesterday, I think you two need to talk to
someone about it. It's not like this issue is going away
on its own, and I hate to break it to you, honey, but he
isn't going to get any bigger or harder as the years go
by, if you know what I mean." That was enough to get a
laugh out of the blonde. "Now, let me see this fucking
monster you were so excited about yesterday!"
With no further ado, Lauren opened the drawer and took
out the dildo, presenting it to her friend with a
flourish. "Tada!" she quipped.
Andrea almost dropped her cigarette. "Jesus Christ," she
gasped, "It's fucking huge!"
Lauren smiled tightly. "Actually, it feels just about
right to me..."
The brunette measured with her hand, trying to grasp the
entire toy. She figured it took roughly one and a half
hand-lengths to go around it, and adding that up in her
head, exclaimed, "It has to be almost eight inches
around...It's a little bigger than a Coke can."
While Andrea was stammering over the size, Lauren had
fed her tape into the bedroom VCR and started it. She
took Andrea's cigarette from her and sucked hard,
inhaling the smoke deeply. "Watch this," she urged her
friend.
The scene was much like those from yesterday: one normal
sized woman taking on a group of men with unusually
large cocks. Lauren found the dialogue especially
enticing, full of the men suggesting that the woman's
husband probably never fucked her that way, and the
woman saying that her husband's dick was simply too
small to do the job. She squirted a generous amount of
lube onto the dildo and pulled off her skirt and
underwear.
Andrea looked at Lauren and found herself staring at the
blonde-furred pussy before her. She had seen Lauren
fully naked before on occasion, but never this close and
never in such a setting. Suddenly she realized that
Lauren really was going to go ahead with this dildo
thing and felt her own cunt starting to ooze. "Do it,"
she whispered.
Lauren leaned back so that her spine was flush with the
wall and spread her legs as far as they would go. The
position gave Andrea a bulls-eye view and she leaned in
to take advantage of it. She watched Lauren put the
apple-sized head of the latex cock against her pussy
lips and smear the lubricant around with it. Then,
slowly and inexorably, she began pushing the dildo
inside of herself.
Having once been through this experience, Lauren was
much more confident than she had been the day before.
She knew that the dildo would fit, and she shuddered as
she remembered how good it had felt. With that in mind,
she didn't hesitate to press the dildo hard into herself
so that when she hit a point of slight resistance, the
rubber dick moved cleanly past it and was engulfed in
her twat.
"Holy shit." Andrea said it slowly and simply. The thick
dildo was deeply lodged inside her friend, and Lauren's
pussy was stretched tightly around it. She watched in
awe as Lauren pulled it halfway out, moaning loudly,
then pushed it home once again. Slowly at first, but
with increasing speed, Lauren began to work the dildo
inside of herself.
Almost by magnetism, Andrea felt her hand slip forward
to touch Lauren's moist clit. She was rewarded by an
encouraging moan and rubbed it some more. Then she put
her hand on the shaft of the toy and started fucking
Lauren with it.
Lauren was only too happy to raise her hands above her
hand and stroke her scalp and hair. Her nerves felt like
they were dancing electrical wires, so stimulated she
was. Andrea fucked her for a few minutes, then
whispered, "I want to try it..."
Lauren was almost jealous; she didn't want to stop yet.
But she also wanted her friend to experience this
pleasure, so she nodded. Andrea carefully pulled the
dildo out of Lauren, who gasped at the sudden vacancy.
She stripped off her own jeans and underwear and started
rubbing the thick toy against her own cunt. Between the
lubricant and Lauren's abundant secretions coating the
rubber, and her own overflowing gash, Andrea felt the
toy easily sliding through her folds. She continued to
rub Lauren's pussy with one hand as she worked the toy
against herself.
Lauren rocked her hips against her friend's touch,
enjoying the contact but missing the fullness of the
dildo. Her movements caused two of Andrea's fingers to
slip inside and she gasped approvingly. Andrea took the
hint and starting fingerfucking Lauren, first with two
fingers, then rapidly adding a third and a fourth. All
the while, she was trying to get the dildo started in
herself.
"More," begged Lauren. "Give me more."
"I already have all four fingers in you," Andrea
responded. "What more do you want?"
"Give me your thumb," Lauren urged. "Fuck it - give me
your whole hand!"
Andrea felt her pussy starting to stretch around the tip
of the dildo as Lauren said that, and her mind was
reeling at the first hint of the sensation her friend
must have been experiencing. Without thinking, she
cupped her fingers and thumb together and did exactly as
Lauren had asked. It took five thrusts, but within
moments Andrea's fist was buried to the wrist in the
blonde.
"Oh fuck!" screamed Lauren. "You're fucking fisting me!
Do it to me - do it!"
Andrea was more than willing, but she was also trying to
get the dildo inside of herself. However, no matter what
she tried, she could go no farther than the first inch.
It was like trying to push a telephone pole past her
pubic bone. Frustrated, she let it fall between her
legs. "Damn it, it's just too fucking big. I can't
handle it."
"I'm sorry," gasped Lauren. "Just keep fucking me and
I'll make it up to you somehow - I'll eat you out if you
want. Oh God, just keep going!"
Neither of the women sensed the presence that had
watched for the past few minutes from the doorway. Mike
had felt badly himself about their fight the previous
night and had called in a couple of favors in order to
leave work at an unheard of afternoon hour so that he
could try to talk to his wife. But here he found her in
bed with her girlfriend, watching a porno of women being
gangfucked, and using the biggest dildo he had ever
seen. And now Andrea was fist-fucking his wife!
He was confused and angry, but also terribly aroused.
Like most men, he had secretly imagined his wife being
with another woman, and he had always fantasized about
her best friend even though she wasn't strictly his
type. But she was sexy nonetheless, and unattainable
since she and he were married, which only fueled his
private desires. He had felt his cock steadily harden
watching her try to take that ridiculous dildo. As soon
as he saw it come out of his wife, he knew that his cock
would never again satisfy her, but with Andrea, perhaps
there was a chance. He unfastened his pants and stepped
through the doorway.
The first awareness either woman had of him was when he
put his hands on Andrea's ass. She looked over her
shoulder in shock and digested the situation instantly
upon seeing Mike's turgid prick. For a split second, she
thought of her own husband, then felt the heat in her
clit that mattered more at that particular moment.
Andrea lowered her chest even more, thrusting her hips
backward towards Mike.
Lauren, too, made a fast appraisal of the situation. For
her, the decision may have been even easier. Where
Andrea was about to cheat on her husband, Lauren was
simply allowing her own husband to take pleasure that
she herself had been unable to give him. In fact, she
realized suddenly, that would make it so much easier on
him when she starting seeking out well-hung men to fuck
herself, a plan she had not formulated until then.
"Fuck her Mike," she said calmly. "She needs it. Look at
her - her pussy is soaking, and she's so tight that she
couldn't handle my dildo. You want a nice, tight cunt,
don't you?"
As Lauren egged him on, Mike slipped his dick into her
dark-haired friend. He immediately felt a friction and a
squeezing that he hadn't experienced in a very long time
and had to remain still to avoid coming prematurely.
Lauren could see it in his eyes.
"She's really holding onto you, isn't she? Her pussy, I
mean. I bet she feels like a hot, wet, sticky glove
around your cock. Isn't that right?" He moaned his
agreement, and even Andrea started gasping at both the
fucking she was receiving as well as Lauren's raunchy
dialogue.
"That's how I feel with her fist inside of me," Lauren
continued, gently reminding her friend to start fucking
her again. "And that's how I feel with that big dildo
inside of me." The pleasure cries of all three of them
began filling the air. Finally, close to her own orgasm
and sensing Mike's need to come, she went on, "And
that's how I'm going to feel when I start fucking other
men who have cocks that can fill me up."
Mike groaned at the slutty way that Lauren was taunting
him, not to mention the exquisite pleasure her best
friend's tight slit was giving him. Andrea was really
working her vaginal muscles around his shaft. As long as
she was fucking another man, she wanted to make the most
of the experience. He thrust into her with long, deep
strokes, feeling his balls slap her inner thighs at the
bottom of each movement. Soon, sweat was beginning to
drip from his forehead from the effort to screw her
properly yet hold back his come. Then Lauren started
back in with the dirty talk.
"Are you going to come in her, honey? Are you ready to
pump my best friend full of the come that only I've
gotten for the past several years? I know you want to.
I've seen you looking at her tits, and her ass, when you
thought I didn't notice. You've wanted to nail her for
years. Shoot your come up her tight, squeezing pussy."
Surprisingly, it was Andrea who got off first. Between
Lauren's snatch lewdly speared on her fist, and the
first-rate drilling that she was taking from Mike, she
let herself be swept away in pleasure. Mike was only
seconds behind, and the heat from his injection of sperm
radiated through her abdomen and intensified her orgasm.
His grunts of release filled the room and drowned out
the screaming of the women. Yet Lauren still hadn't
come, even with all of that stimulation.
She closed her eyes and imagined herself being the woman
in the porn movies she had watched, at the center of a
number of guys all lined up to fuck her. Rubbing her own
clit, she pretended that Andrea's fist inside of her was
actually a huge cock plunging her inner depths. Her
orgasm started building and she pictured Mike sitting on
the edge of the bed, watching her fuck man after man,
letting them fill her pussy with their hot seed. Finally
she came powerfully, with a long, low moan that came
from deep in her chest.
A few minutes later, she regained her focus. Andrea had
pulled her hand free and was trying to wipe the leaking
semen from her cunt with part of the bed sheet. Mike was
looking at Lauren's gaping pussy with an awed
expression. Lauren knew that, for better or worse, their
relationship would never be the same.
She spoke up quietly. "Mike, you have my permission to
fuck Andrea whenever you want, if that's okay with her."
Andrea smiled her approval.
"What does that mean for us - for you?"
"From now on, I think what you and I do together is
going to be a little different," she said.
Mike picked up the dildo. "Does that mean you want me to
use this on you?"
Lauren nodded. "That's part of it. But you'd better take
me up on doing Andrea. Because I'm going to be getting
fucked a lot myself, and you're either going to accept
that or things aren't going to work out with us."
Mike looked stunned and confused. Andrea moved over to
sit in his lap. Kissing him with a hint of tongue, she
whispered, "You two are good together - don't throw that
away. Lauren needs more than you can give her; you need
to accept that and find a way to make it work. Who
knows, maybe you'll even enjoy it?" She kissed him again
and then headed towards the shower to clean off before
going home. Mike looked at Lauren and then at her hungry
pussy. "Okay," he said simply.
*
"34B-26-35 married blonde, sexy, early 30's, seeks
exceptionally well hung studs for fun and games. Bring
your friends and I'll entertain. Under 10" need not
respond."
Lauren stopped typing and picked up her cigarette,
looking at the screen carefully. So far, so good, she
mused as she exhaled a stream of smoke through pursed
lips. She clicked a link to add a couple of photos of
herself, one fully nude and using her dildo. Then,
satisfied, she submitted the ad to the swinger site and
looked at Mike.
"Well, if that doesn't bring them, I guess I'm off to
the singles bars," she quipped.
In the week that had passed since Mike had discovered
Lauren's secret, they had talked extensively. They had
even fucked once, with mixed results. More frequently
though, Mike had hammered Lauren with the huge dildo
either while or before a fabulous blowjob. Lauren had
started to deep-throat him, commenting that learning to
do that should allow her to swallow almost half the
length of the pricks that she planned on finding. He
rapidly discovered that seeing Lauren's cunt stretched
around the dildo was a huge turn-on for him, especially
since she got so excited and vocal.
Lauren had adapted rapidly to the big dildo, and it now
fit her pussy like it had been made for her. She no
longer felt any discomfort when inserting it and
commented to Mike that it was going to take a lot of
cock to please her from now on. During one of their
sessions with the toy, she had been watching a new
fetish video that she had ordered online and started
coming very suddenly at one point as Mike shafted her
with the thick dong. He was startled by her sudden
orgasm and looked over his shoulder to find a scene in
which an Asian woman was being fucked in the pussy by
two men at the same time. A smile crossed his face, and
he looked at his wife.
"Is that what got you off?" he asked, motioning to the
screen.
Lauren nodded limply, light-headed from her climax.
Mike slowly pulled the dildo from her snatch, ignoring
the disappointed expression and protest of "I'm not done
yet!" that she gave him. "It's called a double vaginal
penetration," he explained to her, searching between the
mattress and box spring.
"How do you know that, Mr. Conservative?" she probed
skeptically.
"I looked at the movie while you were sleeping the other
day, trying to plan a surprise. When I saw this, I
looked it up on the Internet." He pulled a more normal
sized dildo from under the mattress and began rubbing it
against her sopping hole. Within seconds he had easily
slipped it eight inches into her pussy. Stroking his
rigid cock, he pushed Lauren flat on the bed and climbed
on top of her. He put the head of his cock to her pussy
and gradually pressed it into her alongside of the
dildo.
"Holy fuck," Lauren breathed. "You planned this out
ahead of time?" She moaned as her husband's dick slid
into her alongside the dildo.
Mike hushed her. "Shut up and imagine you're getting two
dicks in you at once. I got this one because I thought
even you would have a hard time handling the big one in
you while I did this."
Lauren was panting in ecstasy as her husband moved
within her. Simply leaving the dildo buried in her, he
thrust his cock in and out like a jackhammer. The
tightness of her overfilled cunt was exhilarating to
him. Lauren had never felt like this around his average
sized cock and he loved it. At the same time, she was
experiencing a level of pleasure from his fucking that
she had never experienced with Mike either. In fact, the
couple was having the best sex of their entire
relationship at that moment.
"Fuck me, Mike! Fuck me hard!" she screamed, clawing at
his back frantically. Her legs were hooked around and
behind his, pulling him as deeply into her as he could
go. "Oh God, yes, you're going to make me come...keep
going...shit - oh shit! I'm coming!"
Mike felt her pussy muscles clenching around the double
intrusion of his cock and the toy and let his resistance
fade. He had been intensely focused on holding back his
ejaculation until Lauren came again, and now let himself
go and released a thick burst of jism inside of her
steaming pit.
He was so excited that he experienced nearly a dozen
contractions, each sending a spurt of hot goo into his
wife. When he finally pulled his softening member from
her, a stream of white cream immediately gushed out to
puddle around her ass. Growing more comfortable in her
new role as an insatiable slut, Lauren pulled the come-
covered dildo from herself and slowly sucked it clean of
their mixed juices. Then she smiled and kissed him
lightly.
"That was wonderful, honey. Thank you."
That night they slept together with arms intertwined,
happier and more sexually sated than at any point before
in their marriage.
*
Lauren lit a cigarette and took a slow drag, reviewing
the list of new emails in her inbox. There were no less
than 64 responses to her ad in one day. She screened
them quickly. Those who had come across especially
crudely were discarded immediately, as were a couple
that had made disparaging remarks about her husband's
ability to satisfy her. I may need more dick than he can
give me, she thought, but I still love him and we seem
to have worked through our little issue.
Others were rejected based on looks or cock size from
their attached photos. By the time she finished, there
were seven candidates that she was interested in
responding to. On the first glance, after reviewing
their attached photos, there wasn't a single one that
she wouldn't fuck in a second. If, that is, their photos
were legitimate and they weren't assholes.
However, there was one that jumped out at her
immediately. The note had read, "Lauren, you sound like
an incredibly sexy woman in need of some deep attention
that I would be pleased to provide. I have three
discreet, good friends that have the attributes you are
seeking, and we have done this before for another woman
with your tastes. I have enclosed a reference for your
inquiry, as well as a photo. I hope we can meet you
soon."
The photo was of a finely toned, muscular man with a
fabulous twelve-inch cock that was incredibly thick.
Lauren found herself wet instantly and was very
attracted to the man's appearance. She quickly emailed
the woman to whom he had referred her and played with
her pussy while looking at his photo.
She was startled by the rapid response that appeared in
her email box from the woman. She must have been online
when Lauren emailed her.
"Robert and his friends are incredible," the message
said. "I fuck them all together at least once a month,
and separately quite often.
I've never been so satisfied by a lover in my life. You
owe it to yourself to experience them. -Kaye"
Lauren pressed a fourth finger into herself while
frigging her clit with the other hand and came lightly.
That clinches it, she decided. She emailed Robert and
suggested a meeting for the following evening at the bar
of a hotel near Times Square.
*
"You haven't dressed like that for me in a long time,"
Mike complained weakly. He was watching Lauren prepare
for her "date" with Robert. Contrary to her standard
outfits and makeup, which were a bit conservative,
Lauren was wearing a translucent, cream silk blouse that
let her lacy white bra become visible.
On the bottom, she wore a shiny black leather skirt that
stopped at mid-thigh, showing off an expanse of nylon
clad leg ending in 4" wedge high heels. Her lipstick was
wine colored and she wore eye shadow, mascara, and
eyeliner. She laughed at her husband and set down her
cigarette, kissing him romantically.
"You don't like it when I look like this," she reminded
him pertly. "That's why I stopped doing it, remember?
You told me I looked like I was 'sexed up' and that I
ought to be more conservative in public."
She put her hand on his stiff, 6" cock and rubbed it
through his pants. "I...well, maybe I was wrong..." Mike
stammered.
Lauren laughed again, turning away and picking up her
cigarette. "Maybe you were. We'll see after my 'date',
won't we? Who knows, maybe nothing will happen."
Mike gulped as he watched his wife put on the finishing
touches. He'd seen the pictures of Robert too, and he
knew that unless something went very wrong, there was no
way his horny wife would be able to resist that massive
cock.
Shortly thereafter, Lauren was on her way in a taxi. It
was only a 15-minute drive barring unusual traffic, so
before she knew it, they were pulling into the circular
drop-off area of the Hotel Intercontinental. She tipped
the driver generously, having enjoyed his subtle,
lecherous glances at her through the rear-view mirror.
Stepping out of the cab, she felt a tingle in her twat.
Was she really going to go through with it - fuck
another man after years of marriage? Men, she corrected
herself. She had a feeling her date would not be alone.
Suddenly a hand touched her elbow. "Lauren?" a man's
deep voice inquired cautiously.
She turned and found the smiling face of Robert looking
down on her. He was tall, she noted instantly, guessing
his height to be around 6'3". She took a moment to
admire his firm physique and powerful shoulders before
letting her eyes flicker down to assess the bulge in his
crotch. She was not disappointed. Although he did not
appear to be erect, Robert had more than enough cock to
fill his slacks tightly nonetheless. Lauren felt a rush
of anticipation and smiled at him.
"I have a table waiting inside for us," he said, taking
her hand. Lauren noticed the distinct emphasis Robert
had placed on the word "us" and felt the tingle in her
pussy turn into a trickle of wetness.
Lauren allowed herself to be ushered in to a dimly lit
lounge. Instrumental jazz was playing in the background
and small oil lamps glowed on each table. Robert led her
to semicircular booth in the back where three men were
already sitting with drinks. Lauren gasped softly as she
realized that two of Robert's friends were black.
A chuckle near her ear made her turn. "You said you
wanted men who had the right kind of equipment - you
didn't say they had to be white." Lauren blushed, but
nodded nonetheless. As they reached the table, the men
stood and introduced themselves as James, Marcus, and
Alex. They motioned for her to sit and slid in around
her, two to a side. Instantly a waitress appeared with a
martini glass full of pink liquid.
"You drink cosmopolitans," Robert stated simply. Lauren
looked at him in shock. "I checked with your husband
after you left."
"You - you talked to Mike?" she stammered.
"Sure," he replied easily. I just wanted to be sure it
was cool with him that you were going to be very late
getting home tonight."
Lauren flared for a moment. "I don't care whether he
said yes or no, I told him that I need a big dick in
me!" Then, stunned by her own brazen words, she gulped
down half of her drink and looked at the smiling men
with a sheepish expression. "Sorry... Do you mind if I
smoke? I'm a little wound up," she said as she pulled a
pack of cigarettes from her purse.
"Hell no, baby," said James. "You go right ahead and get
comfortable. Besides, it's kind of sexy."
Lauren lit a cigarette and drew hard on it, inhaling
deeply. Her pussy was so wet that it felt like she had
peed herself. Here she was in a smoky lounge, surrounded
by men who were here for one reason only - to fuck her
senseless. Her husband was waiting at home for her,
knowing what she was about to do. She took another drag
and exhaled slowly, surveying the men.
Suddenly a feeling of confidence and power filled her.
She was calling the shots, and tonight was about her
pleasure. About her being properly filled by a thick
cock. She finished her drink, and a nearly imperceptible
signal from Robert had another before her almost
instantly.
"So gentlemen," she purred. "Would it be safe to assume
that you find me attractive?" She made smoldering eye
contact with each of them, ending with James and blowing
a stream of smoke towards his face. There was a general
chorus of "Yes", "Absolutely", and "Hell yeah" that went
around the table. She continued, "Would it also be safe
to assume that you have obtained a room at this fine
hotel?"
"You know we did, Lauren," answered Robert quietly. "I
didn't know if this was going to be a get-to-know-you,
or more, but the Boy Scout motto is to 'be prepared'. I
think they also say something about helping others in
need, and from the emails we had, I believe you may fit
that description."
They continued a sexually charged banter for about a
half an hour more, which was enough time for Lauren to
finish a third drink and a few more cigarettes. Finally,
she felt relaxed enough to press onward. At her request,
the group stood and moved toward the lobby of the hotel.
*
"It's fucking huge," Lauren whispered, gazing at
Marcus's thick black cock. It was easily a foot long and
nearly as thick as her enormous dildo. "I didn't realize
they made cocks this big."
"There aren't many," Marcus admitted. "When I was a kid,
the doctor told me I was something like 1 in 15,000. But
baby, this is New York City. That still means there are
about 500 of us running around. Of course," he laughed,
looking around at the other men as they stripped, "You
got four of us here, so that's kind of like a monopoly
on your part."
Lauren reached out to touch the thick member. It felt
amazing in her hand: warm, smooth, and pumping with
blood. Her pussy was so wet by now that her juices had
soaked through it and were leaking down her legs. She
could actually smell herself in the air. The ride in the
elevator hadn't helped much in that regard. The men had
taken turns groping and kissing her. She had simply
closed her eyes and let it all happen, not caring which
was which. She had rubbed some of their cocks through
their pants and been suitably impressed, but that was
nothing compared to seeing the live naked flesh.
Soon, all of the men were standing nude in front of her.
They were all in terrific shape and none had a cock
smaller than 11", so there was no shame or hiding away.
These men were all entirely confident in their bodies
and felt no awkwardness in being naked around each
other.
Still stroking Marcus gently, she surveyed the other
men. Robert's cock, she had seen from his photos. It was
equally impressive in real-life - thick, long, and
delicious looking. Alex, the other white man, had an 11"
tool that looked like it was simply made for fucking.
Where some of the other men had dicks that would
outright scare away some women, Alex was just enough
smaller that those same women would give him a shot, and
then realize when he was halfway inside them that they
had never imagined anything so big penetrating their
pussies before.
Finally there was James. She couldn't take her eyes off
of his prick once it slid into view. He was actually a
touch bigger than the dildo. She would have guessed 14",
but it could have been more. He was thicker than a beer
can. He grinned at her stare. "I have to have my pants
custom tailored," he admitted to her.
"Jesus fucking Christ," she gasped. "You've actually put
that in someone?"
"Sure," he said quietly. "Lots of times. I'll be putting
it in you pretty soon."
Lauren pulled her panties off from underneath her skirt
and tossed them aside. Then she unzipped her skirt and
slid it from her shapely ass. Finally she simply
unbuttoned her silk blouse to expose her bra to the men.
Lying back on the bed, she spread her legs widely. I
must look like such a slut, she thought to herself. But
with the burning heat in her vagina, she didn't care.
"Who's first?" she asked huskily.
Marcus, having already been stroked to full hardness,
stepped forward and planted the mushroom-head of his
phallus against her slick opening. "You ever fuck a
black man?" he asked quietly. She shook her head no.
"You have now," he grinned, pressing his girth into her.
She moaned loudly as he penetrated her. His dick felt
like a steel pole moving inexorably towards her cervix.
Finally it was all inside of her and she whimpered with
pleasure from the hyper-sensation. Voices murmured
around her, but she had difficulty making out the words.
Marcus's lips moved above her face. Finally she
understood him. "The boys want to know if you want us
all on you at one time, or if you want to pull a train."
"All," she whispered. "Give it to me."
And they did. Lauren closed her eyes, the better to
enjoy the incredible sensations that her body was
experiencing. She felt the friction of a cock sliding
inside of her, fucking her relentlessly, slamming her
ass to the mattress. She took dicks in each of her
hands, rubbing and stroking them, sliding her fingers
across the meaty heads. One after another, the men
alternated using her mouth.
Some kissed her, slipping their tongues across hers. At
other times, she felt the head of a cock slip between
her lips and travel as deeply into her mouth as she
could handle. The men were gentle with her, always
sensing how much she could take, and never once did one
of them go so deeply into her mouth that she gagged. But
simply stretching her mouth around that thickness was
challenging for her, and she loved it.
Hands and mouths descended on her breasts. She felt her
nipples being pulled and sucked like little lollipops.
Strong fingers squeezed her tits, pressing them together
and working the flesh like a masseur.
Most of all, she felt the welcome invasion of her cunt.
Each man fucked her long and hard, and although their
strokes and their motions varied, the feeling of
overwhelming fullness never wavered. Except in those
brief moments when one man slipped out and was rapidly
replaced by another, she was constantly stretched in the
most amazing way. In the way she had desperately wanted,
and had sought with her huge dildo. But this was so much
better, she knew now, having a real man thrusting away
between her legs. She felt deep shocks and shudders
wracking her body and dimly heard voices speaking around
her, as if she was halfway in another dimension from
their source.
"Damn, look at this chick go. She's losing her fucking
mind."
"It's like she's having one big orgasm."
Lauren faintly realized that in fact, she was having one
big orgasm, or so it seemed. The ecstasy had grown so
intense that she was unable to distinguish the times
when she came from the times when she was not coming.
Her entire body was one giant nerve that led directly to
her pussy, and it was being stimulated by a million
volts of pleasure all at once. In fact, such was her
condition that it was only when James lay across her and
pressed his legend-making prick into her well-fucked
hole that she had a new reaction. And that was simply a
long, low groan. As he pushed his dick into her
straining pussy, Lauren cried, "Oh my God...oh my God
yes..."
Then her awareness was filled with nothing but the
pleasure of this mammoth dick wedged inside of her,
striking her deepest depths and piercing them, spreading
her slit until the lips were blazing from the intrusion.
She felt his thrusts accelerate and feebly tried to lift
her hips to meet him. Her voice rose in rich screams of
pleasure as he hammered her with his tool.
Suddenly it was over. The pressure in her vagina was
gone, although she felt a gaping vacancy between her
legs. Her skin was tingling and her muscles felt weak.
"Lauren, open your eyes."
She tried to respond, slowly, and after the command was
repeated twice more, her eyes fluttered open and
gradually focused on the face before her. It was Robert,
fully dressed. The others had already gone. She smiled
weakly, pressing her hand down onto her pussy. It came
away sticky and covered with semen.
"Your husband said you were on the pill, and you didn't
ask us to use condoms," Robert explained, noting her
surprise. "But we're all thoroughly checked out." She
nodded wearily, feeling the stream of come leaking
slowly from her overfilled gash.
"You didn't do a DP on me," she pouted.
"Us - double penetrate you?" Robert laughed heartily.
"Baby, you're an amazing fuck, and you can take a right-
big dick, but thinking like that is just going to get
you injured. You ought to have your husband and one of
his friends take care of you for that." She nodded,
realizing he was probably right.
Robert kissed her gently, tasting her sweet tongue.
"We'll be happy to fuck you again any time you want. You
know how to reach me." Then he was gone.
Lauren heard the hotel door click shut behind him and
sighed softly. She supposed that she would have to get
cleaned up and go home sometime soon, but she just
wanted to lie there a bit longer. Then she felt a weight
press into the bed next to her. It was Mike, and he was
naked.
"How long have you-" she began.
He hushed her. "I just arrived. Robert called after they
were finished, said you were out cold. He told me where
to come meet you." He looked down at her widely gaping
cunt with its river of come pouring out. "Well, was it
what you needed?"
Lauren grinned hugely. "Yeah. I loved it. Are you okay?"
she asked gently. After all, she really did love him.
Mike chuckled. "Sure. Actually, I fucked Andrea twice
tonight, so I'm feeling pretty good."
At that, Lauren burst into laughter. "What a fucked up
marriage we have," she pointed out. "But I think it
could work." Mike nodded. "So, do you want to fuck your
sloppy slut of a wife?" she inquired primly.
He pretended to think about it for a moment. "Well, I
don't know if you'd really feel me right now. But," he
went on, turning around so that his head was near the
foot of the bed, "We could always use our mouths on each
other."
He climbed over her and let his cock touch her mouth.
She smelled Andrea's pussy on him and smiled, then
opened her lips and took him deeply in. Meanwhile, his
tongue descended on her messy, sweet cunt and he began
to suck her as well. Their 69 lovemaking was long and
gentle and they slowly built each other up to one final,
peaceful orgasm of the night, each swallowing the
other's juices.
Then they kissed and slept, knowing that things would be
fine between them and accepting the new lifestyle that
had revitalized and perhaps salvaged their relationship.
END
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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